Through The Laughter and Through The Tears

Through The Laughter and Through The Tears

                            

Laughter and peace have set in                                      

I can feel once again

This time I am wiser.

Living my life

I still try and save helpless animals

Even humankind

I just don’t want to be hurt again.

I love my friends

They're wonderful.

I love helping them.

It makes me feel needed.

Reaching out in a time of need

To help others.

That's the thing I most desire

What went wrong?

Where did I go wrong?

What's wrong with me?

These are the questions I asked myself

When everything fell through.

Still hurting, I'm almost healed, but not completely.

Inside I'm still bleeding.

Can't help the pain.

The feelings still remain.

Wrapped in a box inside my heart

I swallowed the key.

No one is going to get me.

Too much pain to go through

I've been through it all, almost

So tortured I'd rather have been dead.

No, no more boyfriends for me.

I'm staying free

Would you say I have been wounded?

I'd say I was practically murdered.

My heart was  laid up in the ER for months

Didn't think I'd pull through, but I did.

It got dark, so dark it was scary.

Storm passes

After the rain

You find the damage that's been done

That's when you rebuild

Time, enjoyment, fun, and grins

A whole lot of Laughter

Brings healing and strength

Through the tears  and through the laughter

I find friends. 

By: Bernice Bowling  

Old Friend's

Death shadows over many.                                                    
Wishing you were here
Peppermint kisses to comfort me
Oh, what a thrill.

My shadows embrace darkens
My mind.
He comforts me
Helps me to unwind
He was a friend in college and throughout time

My forever man
Secret lover
My constant companion
Dangerous tides
Rolling in
Storms coming
He too is my friend
I love storm

He rains upon me
Blackens my face with his water
Cooling my hot embrace
The hidden treasure of darkness
Still left unleashed
HAHA wait until they get a glimpse
The real me
The dark one
The other me.

Waiting patiently
Trying not to release but to heal
They don't care
Stop and stare
Don't make peace
Make war with me
See what you will get
You might regret
I'm not a soft bunny rabbit
For you to pet.


BY: Bernice Bowling

The Willow Tree

                            The Willow Tree 

I see the willow tree                                                

Pretty as can be

Blowing in the wind

He was home to me

My heart will forever belong to

The willow tree

My forever friend

Once when I was young

He lived out  front

I would swing on a swingset

Talking to him

And making mud pies beneath the burning sun

He grew older

Then got sick

He got taken down

By an ax murderer

The Willow Tree was my friend

All the way to the end

So long, my pal, my companion

Now as I'm older

I still remember and long for him

The willow

I called a friend.

BY: Bernice Bowling

                

The Wall

Anger boiling inside from where it comes,                      

I can't decide.

Hurt, mad,

I lie motionless, trying to hide.

Running here and there in the middle of nowhere.

Isolated from anyone drawing nigh,

Still hurt, refusing to cry a tear.

Hardening my heart,

Allowing no hurt or pain to be here again,

Like a snake, I strike, sensing danger will appear.

Desert winds blow cool at night

Shadows surround me in my fight.

Struggling to survive

Trying to breathe

Someone revive me

My heart starts to beat.

Cold winds surround me

Protecting me, correcting me, helping me not to fear

Someone else is coming.

Shadows come near,

Listen to the sounds of footsteps

Watch out, trouble might be near. 

BY: Bernice Bowling

STANDING OUTSIDE THE GATE

Standing outside the gate
Pain resurfaces
I want in Lord
But I'm afraid
Afraid of what?
I'm afraid of people
But why
What did they do to you?
Nothing, Just the stares, and the eyes
The gossiping and the lies

Panicky and alone
Standing outside the gate
Can I come in
Anyone can come in
Who accepts my invitation
I'm afraid, don't be
He wraps me in a blanket
Around my shoulders
He puts His arm around me, He walks me in

Protect me from the people
Don't let them get me
I want, nothing can harm you here
People are loving
That's a change
Where's the backstabbing and the talking?
It's not here
Where is it?
Not here.

Where did it go?
Where it was supposed to go
Where is that?
Back to its father
Oh
I feel safer, but I'm still afraid
How did you stop it?
I weeded out the tares
Where did they go?
Into the fire.

I'm sorry,
Me too
What do we do?
Nothing, it's what they choose to do.
Can we pray
We can always pray
If it's not too late
Is it too late for them?
Yes
What about them over there?
No
Then let's pray
Ok

Who's my intercessor?
I am
You Jesus?
Yes
What about the Holy Spirit?
He helps us pray
He does a lot, doesn't He?
Yes
I think I'm starting not to be afraid
Perfect love cast out fear
Where can I get it?
Through Me

Am I dead yet?
No, but you almost was
Thank you for taking me back
You're welcome
I'm glad to be home
I am glad too
I missed you
I missed you to Jesus
Can I have a hug
Sure

Remember when you go back don't miss church
Do I have too
It will give You strength
What about the people
They will be weeded out
It's time to go now
Read My Word
I will

What about the talking and the backstabbing
Pray
Keep your eyes on me not the world
Ok I will
Can you help me?
Yes
Now it's time to go
But I don't want to
You have to
It's not your time to die
Doctor, she's back
Shew, I thought we had lost her.

By: Bernice Bowling                                                                        

FIRE DANCING

FIRE DANCING

Energetically inclined,

Pressing on towards new horizons.

Smiling cat faces,

Dancing on the wings of time.

The newness of dew hazily pouring in,

Wetness on my skin,

Wiping away gentle drops of rain.

Darkness tries to cast his spell,

But I say, “No more!” 

No more enslaved enchantment,

Running free.

Winds blowing, coolly, brushing my hair,

Continuously existing voluntarily.

New sensations hastily moving,

Forward, down my spine.

Kindled emotions letting go,

All chains breaking loose.

By: Bernice Bowling

My Vision / Dream of People Marching Into Hell !!!

                                                                                                           
I had a dream, I saw millions of people slowly marching mindlessly like zombies into the pits of hell. They were totally unaware of what they were doing. You couldn't yell at them to stop. no matter how loud you yelled or how much you waved your hands to try to get them to stop they just kept on moving. kept on going forward into the pits of hell, and it looked as if nothing would wake them up it was like they were zombified or asleep. It was so scary. I could not go to sleep afterward. I just wanted to cry.